Ziguang was originally a divine bird. When he moved his sword, the bird's body would appear, but Nalan Ruoxue felt that the bird's body was too huge, completely blocking his light and unable to show his own style. As a result, after thinking about it, he actually created a move that stripped away the big bird's body, summoned only its pair of wings, and blessed it on his body. In this way, he abandoned the strength of the attack and took the speed alone. Unexpectedly, he accidentally hit it, which really achieved good results. Ziguang's wings originally carried the huge body of the purple light divine bird, but now it was blessed on her weak skeleton. The wings were really relaxed, which also led to her flexibility and speed in action, and even compared with Lei Zongheng, who was carrying the power of thunder movement.

In Mo Junru's eyes, Nalan Ruoxue suddenly turned into a phantom. With her current eyesight, she could only capture illusory shadows, and she could not see Ruoxue's true body. The purple light sword approached again and again, and the Xuannv responded automatically to ensure that she was not stabbed.

"Hehe, if you don't surrender, you have to force me to take action, right? Now I admit defeat and call me sister, I will let you go, otherwise it will scratch your fair face and ruin your face and cry." Nalan Ruoxue's voice was everywhere in the space.

Mo Junru kept changing directions and looking around. She thought that her strength and the other party should be equal, but she didn't expect that she would not have the power to fight back at all. This made her very depressed. Just when she was about to beg for mercy, a voice suddenly appeared in her heart: "Xuan Shikong, Wu Shikong, Xuan Zhidian."

The sound was like honey, full of tenderness. Mo Junru looked around and couldn't find the source of the sound, but the same sound rang in his heart: "Don't look for it, I live in your heart, I am Xuannv."

"Xuannv? Xuannv Sword? You can speak?" Mo Junru didn't understand the truth of the heart and called out loud.

Nalan Ruoxue thought she was nervous and was secretly proud.

Mo Junru said again: "Xuannv, is it really you? No wonder the voice is so nice and gentle. Where are you? What does it mean to move the universe and dance around you?"

"Junru, you don't have to look for me, because you and I are one. Just follow me."

"We are one?" Thinking of the scene of being embraced by the mysterious girl's illusion, Mo Junru seemed to understand and focused on it, "Okay, I'll listen to you in everything."

"The Xuannv sword body seals the purest Yin power in the world. When it was its peak, even the Divine Sword Xue Chen was not an opponent, let alone the purple light. The reason why you were defeated repeatedly is that you did not have enough cultivation, and the other is that you did not master the method. Now, I will show you the only correct usage of the Xuannv sword, and you must remember it firmly."

Nalan Ruoxue, who had been wandering around, saw Mo Junru talking to herself, as if she was hysterical, too lazy to continue playing, so she quickly approached from behind, raised her back and patted Junru's butt. She was very playful, but she had no evil thoughts, and would not hurt others, so she took action very lightly and didn't want to hurt the other party at all.

However, the ending is often unexpected. A change that she could never dream of happened in a blink of an eye. The perfect blow that hit was just an illusion. When she came to her senses, the Xuannv sword was already covered with its head, and the sword edge was hanging an inch above her head. Mo Junru looked at her with a wicked smile and issued the winner's declaration: "You lost."

A few strands of black hair fell slowly on the ground, and sweat instantly poured out, soaking Nalan Ruoxue's clothes. She had never been pointed at by a sword, nor had she died in such close contact. The huge shock enveloped her heart. She could not hear or see, and was depressed on the ground.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong with you? I'm very sensible. I probably didn't hurt you." Mo Junru stepped forward with concern and couldn't figure out how much he would cause such a huge harm to the other party. This injury was not a physical scratch, but a result from an inner impact. This impact was too shocking, and it gave Nalan Ruoxue a blow and made her rethink her life.

She recalled that when she was having sex, Lenggongyue was practicing sword alone on the stone of her husband's hope; when she recalled that when she was pestering her mother and acting cute, Lenggongyue was also practicing sword; when she recalled that when she went out to wander aimlessly, Lenggongyue was still practicing sword.

She suddenly understood why the other party worked so hard, and she suddenly felt the real world of immortals. A world where swords and blades face each other, either life or death.

She could no longer hear the sounds around her, she could no longer see the things in front of her, and she could not help but think that she had made a big mistake. Mo Junru, who was fleeing in panic, left the top of Mingyue Peak and let the cold wind blow, and her mother came to her side, "Child, don't blame her for being cruel, you should face reality. After the mother left, Gong Yue could still take care of you, but if Gong Yue also left, who could tell the things in this world clearly? When the immortals and demons fought, the immortals were withered and the demons filled the pit, you could only understand the way you should live."

As early as when Mo Junru appeared on Mingyue Peak, Nalan Mingzhu and Nalan Ruoxue's mother had already appeared in the depths of the darkness and observed everything secretly. When she saw Mo Junru using the Xuanwu step method, she realized that her daughter would definitely be defeated. She could take action at that time, but she suppressed the desire to protect her daughter because she believed that Mo Junru, like her daughter, was arrogant on the surface and kind on the inside, and would never kill her. She was also confident that her daughter could understand the righteousness and see the world of the immortals clearly from this battle.

The immortals face each other with swords, and when the sword comes out, they will die.

This reality is cruel, but there is no way, because victory or defeat is only in one thought, and you cannot guarantee that your enemies will hold back at critical moments like you.

Wake up, daughter, with your qualifications, as long as you understand it, it will never be too late.

...

On the same night, Xuanqing Palace,

Li Yizhi, the head of the sect under the waterfall, is meeting a young man surnamed Li. Li is the royal family surname, and anyone who has the name Li is somewhat of aristocratic blood.

Li Hongyuan, who had not appeared for a long time, crawled on the ground and did not dare to raise his head.

The candlelight was dark, and the head teacher's eyes were reluctant to open, but Li Hongyuan would not give up.

"You know, even if you continue to stay on the mountain, you can't do anything to those two people. The qualifications are too different." The chief sir, the voice of the head sect was ruthless and explicit, and it was the fact that Shen Fei and Shao Baiyu had made great progress. Ordinary people's cultivation was divided into years to distinguish the progress results. However, these two people practiced by heaven, with a new atmosphere every day, and every day seemed to be different.

Such qualifications are terrible. Even if one hundred Li Hongyuan practices at the same time, they cannot catch up.

But he was very persistent: "There is a saying that a stupid bird flies first."

Li Hongyuan didn't say it, but the head master already understood what he meant, and his closed eyes slightly opened: "What are you going to stay on the mountain?"

"Work hard to practice, the stupid bird flies first."

"Are you a noble?"

"How can you compare with what you want?"

"We have the same surname, so there is a bit of a relationship. Let's do this, I'll give you another chance."

"Thank you, Master."

"Don't rush to thank you for now. You haven't asked what the opportunity is?"

"What do you mean?"

"Seeing that stone is not there, Chen Fei can raise it with one hand. If you can do it with both hands, I will accept you as your disciple. The seniority is below those two, and he will be considered a closed disciple."

Li Hongyuan looked over the headmaster and saw that there was indeed a pile of stones next to the short longevity fruit tree. He gritted his teeth and walked forward, his legs spread apart, and his arms wrapped around the largest piece.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Li Hongyuan was depressed when he heard this, and the power gathered on his arm instantly dissipated. The stone that was barely raised fell to the ground, and a loud bang exploded.

He turned around and barely suppressed his anger in his heart: "Isn't this part?"

"That's the piece." The head coach pointed ahead.

"Which piece?" Li Hongyuan looked around and found nothing except the pile of stones around him. He was puzzled and pointed to the slightly smaller stone next to him: "Is this piece?"

The head teacher shook his head.

Pointing to a smaller stone: "Is this one?"

The head teacher still shook his head.

"That's this?"

"Is this?"

None of them.

Li Hongyuan was confused and looked at the head of the sect with his brows frowned, but saw the other party slowly getting up, his feet on the water surface, as if he was stepping on the flat ground, and no trace of water was stirred up, "I'm talking about that piece."

The headmaster pointed at the right hand of the sect, which was the Juntian Stone in the west of Xuanqing Palace, "I want you to lift it up."

Li Hongyuan fell to the ground in silence.

Speaking of Juntian Stone, we need to mention a treasure called Juntian Sword. Legend has it that this sword is an ancient divine object, which is a divine sword that cut off the head of the war god Chiyou. Because it kills enemies without any damage and has a demonic nature, it is sealed by the emperor with a stone wall.

Later, the world changed drastically, and the dragon-subduing man emerged from nowhere, breaking the stone walls and breaking the seal. From the beginning of this sword, it is invincible in the world. It is said that this Juntian stone is one of the stone walls that once sealed the Juntian sword. It is a stone with magic power. This stone is ordinary and not very huge, but it cannot be blown away by the wind and cannot be soaked by the rain. It always stays there, like sticking to the mountain, and is a complete stubborn stone.

Because this stone looks ordinary and few people at the foot of the mountain know it. Li Hongyuan knows its origins, which was a coincidence. When he heard that the head of the sect asked him to lift it up, he realized that he could not stay in Shushan and was discouraged.

The head teacher walked down Nishui, came to him, and pressed his shoulder with his right hand: "How about you, give up?"

Li Hongyuan's eyes flashed, and he lowered his head without saying a word.

The head chuckled and walked out of the hall step by step. When he was about to leave the hall, Li Hongyuan suddenly raised his head and shouted at him: "I don't believe it."

"Don't believe anything."

"I don't believe that Chen Fei can lift Juntian Stone with one hand."

"You don't believe what I said."

"If you don't believe it, unless you see it with your own eyes, I won't believe anyone who says it, even you."

"Haha, it turns out that I won't give up until the Yellow River. It's so good, let's take a look with my own eyes." The head teacher stopped talking and walked out of the hall.

Li Hongyuan stayed there, thinking about the headmaster's words just now: "Look at it with your own eyes? In other words, I can stay in Shushan until the day when Chen Fei raised the Juntian Stone with one hand?" His eyes were shining, and he raised his head suddenly, opened his arms, and roared at the sky, "In other words, as long as Chen Fei dies, I will never have to leave Shushan again, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Li Hongyuan was so crazy that he whistled to the sky. Li Yizhi stood in the dark and looked at him, nodding with great meaning.

"You are really trying to do everything." Yun Lie's voice came from behind him again.

Li Yizhi had known that the other party was here before, and pretended to be surprised: "Why do I think you have been monitoring me?"

"How dare you, how dare you? Isn't my every move under your control."

"Junior brother, you're idle."

"It seems you don't welcome me."

"Of course not, I just feel that you are really worried about that child."

"If you want to worry, no one can compare to you. This set of plans is seamless. How many brain cells do you have to die to plan such a perfect plan."

"Junior brother, you're too concerned."
Chapter completed!